quinta-feira, 31 de julho de 2008

Adorei :)

James - Out to Get You
I'm so alone tonight,
my bed feels larger than when I was small,
lost in memories,
lost in all the sheets and old pillows,
I'm so alone tonight,
miss you more than I could let you know,
miss the outline of your back,
miss you breathing down my neck,

oh, they're all out to get you,
once again, they're all out to get you,
once again..

Insecure, whatcha gonna do?
feel so small they could step on you,
called you up, answering machine
when the human touch is what I need, what I need
is you. I need you.

looked in the mirror,
I don't know who I am anymore
the face is familiar but the eyes,
the eyes give it all away..

here they come again, here they come again, here they come
again.. they're all out to get you, once again
they're all out to get you.. once again

segunda-feira, 21 de julho de 2008

Sometimes, when I look deep in your eyes I swear I can see... reach... touch your Soul...

James - Sometimes
There's a storm outside, and the gap between crack and thunder
Crack and thunder, is closing in, is closing in
The rain floods gutters, and makes a great sound on the concrete
On a flat roof, there's a boy leaning against the wall of rain
Aerial held high, calling "come on thunder, come on thunder"

Sometimes, when I look deep in your eyes, I swear I can see your soul
Sometimes, when I look deep in your eyes, I swear I can see your soul

It's a monsoon, and the rain lifts lids off cars
Spinning buses like toys, stripping them to chrome
Across the bay, the waves are turning into something else
Picking up fishing boats and spewing them on the shore

The boy is hit, lit up against the sky, like a sign, like a neon sign
And he crumples, drops into the gutter, legs twitching
The flood swells his clothes and delivers him on, delivers him on

Sometimes, when I look deep in your eyes, I swear I can see your soul
Sometimes, when I look deep in your eyes, I swear I can see your soul

There's four new colors in the rainbow
An old man's taking polaroids
But all he captures is endless rain, endless rain
He says listen, takes my head and puts my ear to his
And I swear I can hear the sea

Somtimes, when I look in your eyes I can see your soul
(I can reach your soul)
(I can touch your soul)
Sometimes

sexta-feira, 18 de julho de 2008

Não me sai da cabeça !!!

Arctic Monkeys - 505
I'm going back to 505,
If its a 7 hour flight or a 45 minute drive,
In my imagination you're waiting lying on your side,
With your hands between your thighs,

Stop and wait a sec,
Oh when you look at me like that my darling,
What did you expect,
I probably still adore you with you hand around my neck,
Or I did last time I checked,

Not shy of a spark,
A knife twists at the thought that I should fall short of the mark,
Frightened by the bite though its no harsher than the bark,
Middle of adventure, such a perfect place to start,

I'm going back to 505,
If its a 7 hour flight or a 45 minute drive,
In my imagination you're waiting lying on your side,
With your hands between your thighs,

But I crumble completely when you cry,
It seems like once again you've had to greet me with goodbye,
Im always just about to go and spoil a suprise,
Take my hands off of your eyes too soon,

I'm going back to 505,
If its a 7 hour flight or a 45 minute drive,
In my imagination you're waiting lying on your side,
With your hands between your thighs and a smile!

quinta-feira, 3 de julho de 2008

DAR MAIS....

Dar mais


Se a tua voz trouxer mil vozes para cantar,
Vais descobrir mil harmonias belas
Que ao céu hão-de chegar.
Fica mais rica a alma de quem dá,
Chega mais alto o hino
De quem vive a partilhar.


Tu tens que dar um pouco mais do que tens,
Tens que deixar um pouco mais do que há,
Se vais ficar muito orgulhoso vê bem,
Tens que te lembrar.

És um graõzinho de uma praia maior,
E deves dar tudo o que tens de melhor,
Para avaliar a tua alma há leis,
Tu tens que dar um pouco mais do que tens.



Olhou p’ro céu, sentiu que a sorte estava ali,
E com valor, foi conseguido tornar bom
O que até era mau.
E grão a grão construi o seu poder,
E pouco a pouco subiu a escadaria do amor


O tempo vai e de um rapaz um homem vêm,
Sem medo vê,
Porque o destino vai em frente p’ra servir o bem,
É tão profunda a mensagem que chegou,
São tão seguras e largas
As pontes que ele deixou.